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"Feh. They deserve it." Liz wryly chuckles. "We heard rumors about them hogging resources that other villages need. Graverobbers complaining about a lack of resources for rituals, humans complaining about survival..."
"And this fuckin' facility they're built above? Greed, greed. They already have shelter and resources. We're just adjusting the scales." There's a hint of outright disgust oozing from Pasternack's words.
"So. You wanted to play revolutionary hero." Ashley doesn't even pretend to humor their excuse. "I would think you would've tried talking to them instead of shooting to kill anyone you saw."
"THEY DESERVE IT. WHAT ELSE CAN WE SAY?" The Drone Goon is the only one to respond. You only have their words to work on. Best to press onto another question.
"Okay. Whatever. Something about this operation is rubbing me the wrong way." You can feel a faint reverberation of the Admiral in your bones. "We know there's twelve more highly armed people here; What could be so dangerous here that warrants that level of firepower?"
"SIMPLE. WE HAD DECENT INTEL THAT SOMEWHERE IN THIS FACILITY, THEY HAD ACCESS TO SEVERAL LOW-GRADE ANOMALIES. EASILY CONTAINED EVEN BY NOVICES BUT..."
"We wanted them back. For the cause. And we know how dangerous even a A1 Anomaly can be. Safer than sorry." Liz shrugs as best she can with the restraints.
You and Ashley share a look with each other. Both of you take a solid moment to see if they're just rambling schizophrenically or if their intel was right.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY + SIXTH SENSE] There is something off about the air. Both of you can feel it. It's hard to say what exactly is wrong with it, though.
"Fine. Makes sense. Still, I wouldn't think you would need to shoot anyone you saw- Or, well, crush people's heads in."
"I like doing it. Fuck you." Pasternack spits back. Well you found your culprit there. "Greedy fucks deserve it."
"Hey, Lex is probably feeling jealous you're talking to another half-bre-" "Shut it. Let's finish the questioning."
"Fine." You clap your hands, preparing for your last question before you have to deal with the rest of them. "You're clearly working for P-Corp. ETF agents and that one bit about extraction...I doubt I-Corp would be happy if they knew another corporation was messing with their turf."
"Pft. Like they would ever know-" Liz is about ready to dismiss your comment but you interrupt her.
"Does Alexis Morozov ring a bell?"
All three of the tied up 'revolutionaries' immediately freeze up once they hear that name. None of them is willing to pipe up after that.
"Good. Enough jokes. Talk." This time, Ashley presses her blade hard enough into Pasternack's throat to draw blood.
"W-we work with ETF A-a-agents. The Revolutionary r-really likes working with them, w-we don't know why, h-he doesn't like talking about himself but he just likes using them, okay?" Pasternack blabbers on on on. He's clearly worried he's going to be a headless stump soon.
"SOME SAY HE'S ONE HIMSELF."
